Mehrul a 19 year old Sameer 25 years old She hates him but her heart doesn't He doesn't hate her but his heart want something more They had some tragedies From cousins to a couple Their life surely took a turn But the turn they took was a good one just a few overly dramatic problems You can't complete a quest without a few hurdles🫶🏻 -------------- 'MEHRUL WHO IS HE' sameer yelled 'HES NO ONE I ALREADY TOLD YOU' Mehrul yelled back 'Tell me one thing do you love me' he asked with tears in his eyes 'Are you really suspecting my love for you' she had tears in her eyes as well Hopefully only sameer Murat,saad,her mom Amal and hamad were watching Nobody else knew 'YES I AM BECAUSE I CAN SEE IT WHY ARE YOU WITH HIM' sameer held mehrul wrist tightly making her wince in pain 'Why you can have girlfriends and go out with them and I can't even a guy friends' she said He doesn't even trust her even after these years he's the same *thwack* a slap made its way to her cheek She was standing there with her hand on her cheek And Sameer ran out of the house Tears flowing out of her eyes 'Baba' she said looking at her father He came forwards He gulped 'Is this you' Ahmed asked his daughter 'Yes baba but-' another slap made its way before she could complete ..................... 'Mehrul open up please I'm sorry' he yelled constantly banging the door He was drowned with guilt How could he do something like that 'Hatt' hamad pushed sameer away and knocked a little softer 'Mehrul please khol do' he said loud enough for mehrul to hear 'Acha nhi Kia aap logo ne' saad to ahmed and Sameer Their heads were already lowered Ahmed doubted his own daughter The one whom he brought up with such love and he doubted his own upbringing

He's the man of his words, An arrogant Man with so much power in his hands and she's an soft-hearted girl, who believes in fairytale. What will happened when the destiny will tie them with eachother? Is really they are for eachother?

••|2nd in Arranged Series|•• Can be read as a standalone. "That was in a bad taste, Ishmal. You even hurt yourself in the process." She sniffed her nose. "I don't care about anything. I want to leave at any cost, Mr. Haider." A sinful smile came across his lips. "Try as much as you want, girl. You won't be getting any way out. So don't tire your beautiful brain by making plans to flee away because I will make all of them fail." "But you should also know that I will keep on trying till I get what I want," Ishmal muttered. Haider lessened the distance between them and touched her earring. Bringing his face near to her ear, he sniffed in the usual vanilla scent of her. "Then do that. I also won't get tired by making this more and more difficult for you," Haider grumbled and the living action of his words came quicker than any reaction when he pecked her earlobe. God, why did she have to show him that she was affected by all of these things that he did? He moved away from her and gave her a knowing look. "Isn't that what you wanted from the start? To divorce me. You should be happy that you are getting out of it before the time. You can label me to your family as you want. I don't really care," Ishmal said. "It's getting late. I have duty tomorrow and I need a good sleep. We'll talk about all this tomorrow," he announced and got up. "Now compensation for whose mistake I am doing? Perhaps Nisha." Ishmal's voice made him pause in his tracks. Haider curled his finger in a fist and turned around to face her. The sudden dark which invaded the black of his eyes made Ishmal almost jump out of her place. But that was the last straw. Her only resort to get freedom was by provoking him by using his ex. But did she do right? ~The enchanting moonlight was in their destiny either to make a match for them or to separate them apart ~ Start Date: 11.09.2023 End Date: 10.02.2024

• 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝘾𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 • 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 🪴 • 𝙁𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧 • ✓ • 𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 • ✓ • 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 • ✓ • 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 • ✓ . . . . Before reading the stories I would like to tell you that I am a writer by passion and English is not my first language. . . [All The pictures used in this book belongs to the rightful owner©]

(Read at your own risk !! CRINGE ALERT🚨 ⚠️) Zaviyaan spotted Rooh near the entrance gate, She had a few bruises on her face. He didn't get time to notice her anymore when his legs dashed towards her on their own. Rooh was engulfed by Zaviyaan in a tight embrace. It wasn't like one of the bone crushing hugs they used to give each other. He was hugging her like his life was dependent on it. He scooped her up in his arms and hid her face in his chest sniffing her hair. He finally felt like he could breathe. "I would've died. I would've died . Rooh I would've died." he kept chanting making her eyes go wide. Everyone else was too shocked to do or say anything they knew things had gone too far now. ≧﹏≦ Zaviyaan Haider has endured so many disappointments in life that he has constructed ice tombs encircling his heart. Even his family didn't manage to melt the ice because it had become nearly impossible. But what happens when a tiny girl targets those tombs and begins shooting arrows of affection and devotion, shattering their foundation? Tropes : Age-gap ✨ Grumpy X Sunshine 🐣 She fell first 🐸 He fell harder 🤌

A collection of short stories. Explore the world of Pakistani novellas✨ 1. Love Lessons by Professor ✓ 2. Bitter Sweet Love ✓ 3. Silent Tears ✓ 4. The Dazzling Beauty ✓ 5. The Entangled Love ✓

NOOR SHEIKH "He always loved her and he still love her, I was never his priority" MUHAMMAD DAIYAN MALIK "You are nothing but a replacement of my first wife. I can give you respect, but don't expect love and care from me, this is the thing I can't give you." Their soul crashed together. They were destined to be together, he never wanted to be with her but later she became someone, he can't live without. They both were opposite to eachother, one was ice and the other was fire. He had decided to not to give his heart to anyone because his heart was owned by someone else. But fate has decided something else .Fate brought them together and they ended up being each other's everything.

"I'm taking another wife." Mehmal's heart shattere. Zaryab insisted that he still loved her and that he would treat them both equally. However, Mehmal was adamant: "I don't want this," she replied. Zaryab, holding both of her hands, insisted that he would still go through with it, leading Mehmal to make a heartbreaking ultimatum: "Then divorce me. Either me or her." Zaryab tried to reassure her by saying that having a co-wife would help her, but Mehmal remained firm in her stance. This left Zaryab torn, as he was also deeply in love with Anaya, his colleague and childhood crush. Despite his love for Mehmal, he couldn't bear to lose Anaya. So, he made the difficult decision to have two wives, though he knew it would be incredibly challenging to keep both women happy. As the drama unfolds, Mehmal finds herself faced with a heart-wrenching choice, while Anaya is determined to win the hearts of both Zaryab and Mehmal and build a peaceful life for everyone. Zaryab is determined to make peace between his two wives, but he's fully aware that his decision is causing deep pain and turmoil. Little did he know that his choice would not only hurt Mehmal but also lead to the destruction of three lives.

One night. One horrific incident. That's all it took to change the course of life for them. Hurts, lies and betrayals. An Emanet to be taken care of. Emanet: something/someone trusted to Disclaimer: This is my work of fiction. So please don't copy. Started: April 28,2023 Ended: December 24,2023

"Loving him was red. The lover in me is dead." As soon as I signed those "nikaah" papers my heart shattered into millions of pieces. I was beyond happy that day; that day when I was going to be his forever and he was going to be mine forever but... But that one call...... that one damn call that left everything shattered. My happiness, my excitement, my heart, my soul, everything, just everything ends. It was all delusion, I mistook those red flags for love. I read them, they were just a bunch of sweet lies. Mahi Khan a 24 years old girl who loves her fiancé "Amaan Qureshi" whole heartedly since her school days. What will happen when on her wedding day she'll get to know that he never loved her, it was all nothing much but a bunch of sweet lies. A story of betrayal and heartbreak. I hope you all will enjoy reading it. Do follow me on Instagram also, link is in my bio. Warning: Do not dare to copy my work. Any kind of copy of my work or reposting it cannot be tolerated. All rights are reserved. Enjoy reading. Thank you :)